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What Lies Beneath

Chapter 30

She stood there, her long black hair waving behind her, her eyes staring up at the gates of Valhalla. This was one trip she'd never thought she would take. She took a deep breath and moved forward. She had to do this, had to change the tides, make things right. There was no other way. She watched as the gates opened, almost welcoming her, the Valkyrie, collectors of the glorious dead, flying over head. Fair enough, as long as they stay out of her way. She wasn't sure where she should start, where this would take her. She glanced around, knowing that this place was large, enough for any warrior, anyone who had died in battle, to stay, since almost the beginning of time. This was going to be a painfully long journey to say the least.
Loki stood there, staring down at what had once been a bright lively being, a knot once more forming in his throat. The others were silent, his brother standing as far away from him as possible. She was covered, aside from her face and arms, which told Loki that the injuries must be terrible. He walked over and pressed his hand against the glass that kept her body protected. He glanced up at the others, his eyes dim, his body almost slouched in defeat. He then returned his gaze to Felicity. He wished, for a moment, that this had been a cruel joke, that his brother had merely been getting back at him for all the terrible pranks that he had pulled. It wasn't. This was his sad reality. He slowly backed away, though not completely able to tear his eyes away. He needed to be elsewhere for a moment, to be able to breath.
“Loki.”Odin spoke, looking at the God.
“Do not All Father,”Loki said bitterly,”I wish not to hear it.”
“This is not your brother's fault.”Odin reminded him, tilting his head.
“How can you say such things?”Loki snapped, looking up at Odin,”He could have stopped her, and yet he chose to give in to her whims, and now look at what has happened.”
“Because you see that he also mourns,”Odin replied,”Why would someone that is guilty do such a thing?”
“For exactly that reason, they know what they did was wrong, and their guilt leads to mourning.”Loki snapped, before mumbling something about taking his leave, and slipping out of the room, away from everyone else.
Loki made his way down a long corridor and found himself standing at the doors that were to his own bed chambers. He closed his eyes for a moment, and pushed the doors open, allowing himself to enter, before using his magic to shut the doors once more. He then made his way over to the large bay windows, to which large drapes covered, keeping the room in darkness. He pulled those back and made his way out onto the balcony, and stood there, looking up at the stars, and for a moment, just let the tears roll down his cheek. He should have never brought her this far, she'd still be alive. After he'd kept her from being raped and probably killed by the man that night, he should have left her alone. He blamed Thor, but in all honesty, he'd dragged her through this, he was the one that brought her here, had kept her close, and now he wished that he could take it back. Keep her safe in such a manner as to never have been in her life.
It didn't take her long to find what she was looking for. There sat the prize, alone, in a garden. The woman smiled and moved forward, keeping her hands closely to her sides. She just had to hope that she didn't startle this prize in anyway. This was important, of the most importance, at that. She made herself known with a small sound, and watched as the prize turned and brought it's gaze on her, looking shocked.
“You're a hard one to find.”She said with a small laugh.
“Who are you?”Felicity said as she stared at the girl.
“It does not matter in this moment who I am, what matters is that you don't belong here.”The girl replied with a nod of her head.
“Says you...but that is not what I've been told a hundred times already.”Felicity said, crossing her arms over her chest,”Why should I trust you.”
“Because I know where you really want to be.”The girl said, arching an eyebrow.
“You do know that you're not truly in the halls of Valhalla, which are ruled by Odin, correct?”The girl asked, after a serious moment of silence,”You have been brought to Folkvagner, and I'm sure the goddess Feyja has already visited you.”
“She might have, saying that I was suppose to be here, and all this other mushy stuff that is suppose to make me feel better.”Felicity answered, sounding a bit unhappy as she spoke.
“You are a true warrior, you fought bravely, but I know that she is wrong.”The girl spoke with a nod of her head,”You're not ready for this place.”
“Then what am I ready for?”Felicity growled as she stood and turned to face the girl.
“You should come with me,”The girl said simply,”I can make this right,”
“There is nothing that can make this right,”Felicity said with a bitter laugh,”I messed up, and you can't change anything.”
“You assume that you know what I can and can not do, mortal woman.”The girl said simply.
Felicity took a moment to observe the girl, she was beautiful, well half of her was. Her skin pale, like ivory, from the waist up. Felicity could see through the torn and tattered gown that the other half of the girl was rotted away, and then there was the girl's face. Part of her was beautiful, and the way it shaped looked so familiar, however things were simply fuzzy in Felicity's mind at the moment. The other half of her face was blue, deformed, and looked nearly as broken as the bottom half of her body. She had long, straight, beautiful black hair. This girl was odd, and that was saying a lot in Felicity's mind. Who was she?
“I've learned quickly not to assume anything.”Felicity replied after a moment,”I just don't understand how you expect to help me.”
“I have a plan, and you're the key to it, now come along, so that it might be set in motion.”
“I'm suppose to just,”Felicity started, looking very unsure of this,”Walk out of this place?”
“That's the idea.”The girl said with another small laugh.
Felicity blinked, not sure what to do with this, but simply nodded her head. All her memories, everything, so fuzzy, so faded in her mind, that she wasn't sure of anything at the moment. She was sure that it was because of this place, to keep pain from entering, keep suffering from lasting. She shrugged those things away and proceeded forward when the girl began to walk. Felicity bit her lip and swallowed hard, wondering what was going on, and what this girl was planning on doing. She looked almost dead, as if she'd seen far to much to be so young.
Passing through the gates, Felicity felt some sort of weight lift off of her, and tears began to roll down her cheek. Loki. She pushed those things away, though as her memories began to come back, she wished she had said goodbye, told him the truth, hadn't tried to do things without letting him know. She wondered if he was angry with her, if he knew yet that she was dead. She was aware, herself, that she'd been killed, only because she'd stood over her own body, watching Thor, before the bird women came to carry her off. Felicity shrugged everything away the best she could and continued to walk, wondering how far they had to go from here.
“You've began to remember, haven't you?”The girl asked after several more moments of silence.
“I suppose so.”Felicity whispered, shaking her head.
“There is a spell in that place, that keeps the dead from remembering, for the simple fact that those in charge of the dead, don't want them to suffer anymore.”The girl explained,”I'm sorry that you don't have that bliss any longer.”
“It's okay, I want to remember.”Felicity answered her, this time her voice just a little louder,”I want to see his face in my mind.”
“Who's face?”The girl asked, glancing back, though she already knew the answer.
“The God of Mischief.”She answered with a small laugh.
“Why him?”
“Because,”Felicity answered, before frowning just slightly,”Because I loved him, and I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him,”

Comments

I'd love to read a sequel to this story!
It's really great
drakkya drakkya
11/20/13
Please update I'm addicted I need more
larasong larasong
5/5/13
I love this story!!! Please update soon!!!!
JKinzz JKinzz
3/2/13
Saw your footnote in chapter 8 - you're welcome! :) I feel bad for Felicity and how she has to start moving around just as she got settled in. Can't wait for the next update!
thatsrealjazzy thatsrealjazzy
1/23/13
Woohoo! I love when you update! Please do so more frequently, because I'm anxious to see how this turns out. :)
thatsrealjazzy thatsrealjazzy
1/22/13